星期三, 二月 07, 2007

左脚走在右脚前面,右脚踩着左脚向前

如果影子是白色的,阳光是黑色的,我们会怎么样去选择生活?

妈妈昨天打电话过来,好开心.暑假他们要过来.我好担心外婆,打了一个电话给她,外婆说,她一个人在家,舅妈和弟弟出去了,本来大家都吃饭的都还没有来.我突然好难过.怎么可以让外婆一个人在家?长到这么大才觉得该珍惜的原来都没有珍惜.外公在我出国的半年前离开.我突然觉得缺了点什么,每次坐在椅子前烤火的时候,总是觉得旁边应该还有什么,每次吃饭的时候,总是觉得饭桌前少一个人.外婆很爱外公,每次吃饭,都会在饭桌上摆一副碗筷,装满饭.不知道外公知不知道.有时候爱情就像一些东西一样,有的时候不觉得,缺的时候觉得觉得她特别明显,觉得她特别需要.

每次离开外婆家,不管多晚,外婆都是打开门,让从门里面出来的光一直照到我离开,知道他自己都看不见,她才会转身而走.我记得出国前最后一次看到她站在那里送我离开的时候,我一直都张望着她,几步一回头,然后回到家里,躲在浴室哭泣.我想起小时候,每次淘气半夜要出去买东西,或者大人带着我去其他人家做客的时候,外婆总是开这门,一直望着我下坡,一直到看不到我,才缓缓的转身离去.而我总是回头看着长长的身影被门的影子吞没.就像一道光,渐渐消失,于是回头往前走的时候,一片茫茫的黑夜.恐惧抽搐着心,不安在滋长.不知道过了多少年后,当我在下那片坡的时候,在走下那些台阶的时候,我已经不在害怕.仅存心底的是怀念,怀念回头那一霎的那道身影,那道光,她告诉我不用害怕,我还可以前进.

多少年后,不知道我回去那里的时候,不知道会是怎样的心情.曾经爬过的窗户原来那样矮,曾经那么想要得到的玩具现在看起来去那样的破旧,曾经不知道撒了多少娇才等到钱买的那些冰棍,为什么尝起来只有糖的味道.曾经的那些爷爷奶奶现在只有黑白的照片还摆在堂前,曾经清澈的井水早已经干枯.曾经那些一起玩耍过的人,都已经四处奔波.只有街头的那棵树,还是绿着同样的颜色,落着同样的叶子.每次向前的时候都似乎能听到背后那童年的笑声,可是每次回头,却都是一片凄凉.为什么都没有人来打扫我的童年,为什么都没有人来继承这些美好的时光,他们都去哪里了?

突然记起儿时的那个游戏,左脚走在右脚前面,右脚踩着左脚向前,从大地一直都到天堂......

星期六, 二月 03, 2007

想念是很远

当我站在高台上看到远方的时候,突然想起<似水年华>里面,刘若英站在山顶眺望远方时的那一幕,她想念的人在远方.于是她不停的眺望.眺望黑暗.

我站在高台上眺望远方,眺望的时黑白的世界.一切只有轮廓,一切只有框架.那些色彩和灿烂已经被白雪和时间覆盖.

我重新开始了新的生活.

远方的你,还好吗?

 
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星期四, 二月 01, 2007

lips of an angle

Lips Of An Angel"

Honey why you calling me so late?
It's kinda hard to talk right now.
Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?
I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud

Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice say my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And, yes, I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue

Well my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice say my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's really good to hear your voice say my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

Honey why you calling me so late?